Brindi is gonna freak the fuck out.
She already acts like a needy middle child, anywayz. But Lucky is the family dog. As in, my parents are his parents. Brindi is my baby with no Father. As will this little fucker. (if I get him. hopefully I do.) So she's the spoiled first child, then it's gonna be the little boy here, and then when I get the money I'm getting a tea cup pig.
Tuor: Stuff is our resident, hot mess, alcoholic.
Senel: Stuff is the patron saint of getting shitfaced. You replaced your organs with an engine that runs solely on alcohol.
Tuor: You foolish fools, no one can tame the stuffaluffagus!